So, I'm supposed to be going to bed and instead I'm watching videos on GAC. They had a video for a new song called My Kind of Music by Ray Scott. Now, I got such a kick out of the lyrics I had to get up and google them. I love the fact that random people are allowed to post lyrics on these lyric websites - especially people who have no clue what the song is actually saying. For example:
We hit the town to catch an early movie. And ol' Crisp Chris Dobson played the leading role. I said "That's my man!" She said "Who's he?" I jumped up and said "Girl, we gotta go!"
Now I'm no Alanis, but wouldn't it be considered irony that the person typing the lyrics about a girl who doesn't know who Kris Kristofferson is actually doesn't know who Kris Kristofferson is? I mean, there is absolutely no way you do not know who the song is speaking of - especially in context - if you know who Kris Kristofferson is. But maybe that's just me, seeing as Kris is on the list of men I'd marry if they'd only ask me... (BTW - he also spelled Waylon "Walen")
Here are some of the actual lyrics:
She don't like to play my kind of music. She don't know Sunday Morning Coming Down. She can't see what's so cool about He Stopped Lovin' Her Today, or Angel Flying too Close to the Ground.
Good night and sweet dreams...
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ahhh ... misheard lyrics ... http://www.kissthisguy.com
And once there was a little Austrian, about 7 or 8 years old, the only words she knew in English were the names of colors, numbers, ... But she listened to songs on the radio that were sung in English and yes she recorded them on tape and yes she wrote down the names of the songs and the artists and when she felt especially adventurous, she would transcribe the lyrics ... speaking of mistaken lyrics ... :)
well, my sister introduced me to The Cure at a very young age, and my favorite song of theirs growing up was Love Cats. It wasn't until almost high school that it hit me I had been singing "we move like cajun tigers" instead of "we move like caged in tigers". I guess I thought Cajun was akin to Siberian...
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The real lyrics were:
I once was lost but now I'm found, was blind, but now I see.
But she misheard them as:
I once was lost but now I'm found, hooray for puberty!
The embarrassing moment of revelation:
I was 13 years old and we were singing this hymn in church, when suddenly my mother gave me a bizarre look and burst out laughing. I still think it makes
perfect sense, but it's been a family joke ever since.
A girl named Sarah.
I was just trying to find out the guy's name that sang that song because I absolutely love it..And when I googled the lyrics I saw this site and I just thought that was pretty hilarious about the mistaken lyrics..That just goes to show you what kind of people consider themselves "country" these days..
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